It was a dark and stormy night. The rain poured down in sheets, drenching the city streets and turning them into murky rivers. In one of the many rundown apartments that dotted the cityscape, a young woman huddled beneath blankets, clutching a mug of hot cocoa for warmth. She had just lost her job at the local diner and wasn't sure how she was going to make rent next month. As she gazed out the window at the driving rain, something caught her eye: a flicker of light in an alleyway across the street.
The sun was setting, painting the sky a deep orange and casting long shadows on the ground. I walked alone down the deserted street, my footsteps echoing off the empty buildings around me. As I turned the corner, a shiver ran down my spine. A figure stood in front of me, their face obscured by a hood pulled tightly over their head. Before I could even register what was happening, they thrust something into my hand and disappeared into the night.